Writer Anuj

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People ask me what is love… Actually youth ask about love. Indeed they are not asking about love they are asking about their own problems. A boy attracted to girl, a girl attracted to boy is not love. Its just attraction. Its just likeness, and likeness happens with seeing eyes but love happens with blind eyes. Because in love you don’t need to see who is standing in front of you. Love took birth inside you and it spread out from you there is nothing other person can do in this. Love is not relation or attraction between boy or a girl, that is lust not love. From last few centuries we are calling this lust as love. Love is completely different, its nothing to do with boy or girl. It has something to do with you and nature. You and this universe. Lust fades, attraction fades but not love. And people are making relationships on the bases of this lust and then they hope it will last long. How can it be last long, its will fade and it had to destroy. Love is not also base of ...

Why one should read ‘My Blind Father…’ In India, almost every child is suffering from many kinds of fears, insecurity, suppression and complexes. People burdened themselves with these childhood illness their whole life. I know, no one can go into past and undo what happened in past but with the understanding in this book people can unload themselves from the past, from childhood illness. And second reason why should read this book is, with this understanding of child psychology we can give a better world to the next generation.      You all know the condition of youth now a days… strikes of DU students, case of JNU, Jaat aarakshan in Haryana, Drugs in Punjab, day-today dangge in Maharaster, Rape cases, number of divorces case in Indian courts, suicide rate of students, depression in teenagers and many more…Whole India is burning with the inside fire of youth. And this youth is not uneducated, this youth doesn’t belong to criminal families, this youth ...

Book Synopsis “My Blind Father…” it is a story of Om, who is thanking god for the blindness of his father. It is story which if left untold then every child will wish their fathers could be blind. Om is writing this story when his father is on death bed. He is telling his life story and how his father helped him to live completely, live to the fullest of life, how to drink every drop from the glass of life.  Children were suppressed from the beginning of the civilizations. Women were suppressed by men. And they both together suppressed the child. Osho said ‘there will be liberation of child after the liberation of woman.’ Now this is the time. ‘My Blind Father’ is the beginning of child liberation in India. This story will take you into the depths of child psychology to understand the child, to help the child, to provide them an environment where then can grow to their best potentials. From the beginning of civilization we are growing by ignoring child. Because it...

Do gaaz zameen kafi hogi, hamara insaaf karne ke liye… Yhi saaza milni chahiye thi, jo har roz marte rhe zindgi ke liye… Maut se bdi aur kya saaza hogi zindgi ke liye… Bin pucche, bin khe, bin jeeye jeete rhe marrne ke  liye… Do gaaz zameen kafi hogi, hamara insaaf karne ke liye… Ye khel tera shi hai khuda re… Jo apne bnnata rha, ishq krata rha, sab ek din chord jaane ke liye… Hassa ke rula ta hai, fir bi ummeed dikhata hai… Aur kya kasar rhe gyi humme barbaad krne ke  liye…. Do gaaz zameen kafi hogi, hamara insaaf karne ke liye… Beweja, bekhabar chalet rhe, geerke na jaane kyu sambhalte rhe… mazil bta dete to dund lete hum raaste... ye parinde bina ghar ke na jane kha kha batakte rhe… ab to rheem kr o rabba, saaza-e-maut dede humme, har khusi k liye… Do gaaz zameen kafi hogi, hamara insaaf karne ke liye…

Three friends were travelling on NH1. In last 3 hour, more than 100 km they had covered. To understand the story you should understand their age first. Their age in India is the age when people decide to be criminal or to be a saint or to be nothing. They are neither college boys nor working men. They are in the age when boys turn into men. They passed out college 1 or 2 years ago, now they were waiting for some company to open its door for them. Ok, let me introduce you to these three below average boys/men from India. I am mentioning ‘India’ because this country has something to do with the way they are now! The guy who was driving the car is Monu. He is unluckiest out of three. He always wanted to be an athlete and also very good at it till class 10 th . But then the thing happened which happened with most of the students in India. His parents drag him into studies. Not only drag him into studies, they even forced him to get above 90 percent. In that race, he lost his...

Main kya kru jake madine me… Mera chain-o-shakoon takat hazare me… Kya le kar jau main darbar-e-khuda me… Mera sab kuch takat hazare me… Mera kaaba takat hazare me… Mera babba takat hazare me… Main hu na ab mujhme… Kya dunde ab tu mujhme… Mera Dil takat hazare me… Meri jaan takat hazare me… Kya maangu main masjid jake… Meri mannat takat hazare me… Meri Jannat takat hazare me… Kya Geeta phadu, kya Quran phadu… Meri neeyat takat hazare me… Meri aayat takat hazare me… Main chodd ke jau kese usko… Vo baitha takat hazare me… Rhaa dekhe takat hazare me… Main to rahugi satrh uske… Chahye marna takat hazare me… Chahye jeena takat hazare me… Roo na chau pr roo na pau… Meri aankhe takat hazare me… Mere aashu takat hazare me… Kya mhuu dikhaugi main khuda ko… Meri khai kashme takat hazare me… Mere aadhe vaadhe takat hazare me… Kya krugi main jaanat jaake… Mere toote sapne takat hazare me… Mere choote apne takat hazare me… Barish na acchi lge, koi baat na sacchi lge… Aisa kya bhul aai takat...